All our eyes have seen all that lives and breathes along with each beloved face written in the stars, and now we should let the day just begin. With all coming face to face as distant thunder can be heard rolling out on the horizon, as we sit here as travelers out on this open road looking for that place where sorrow dies.It’s for myself and for my friends that my stories are spun with no words being possessed by no speci...
I am passing by and through sleeping cities that are fading away slowly by degrees, and I am not believing all I see to be so. I am moving on alone over ground that nobody owns and passing by statues which are marking my passage through, and are some sort of atonement for my sins. Seeing a guard on every door and I also know there is a drink outside each door on every floor that are overflowing with a thousand amens. It s...
Having heard all those hints and allegations made at the break of the day, coming from those self-proclaimed saints quick to judge and their allies the prophets of doom, with all having been once again divined all from the writing(s) on the walls that are their omnipotent gospels. Saying that all the moments given were used and that now there is no time, place, or chances left, and with indolent glares they pass judgment...
